The Lost Souls
By Erica Morrison
Copyright 2012 by Erica Morrison
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I stared out the living room window at the moving van across the street. A tall man built like an NFL linebacker was directing movers inside the house with dramatic gestures.
The house was an old three story Victorian known as “The Old Peterson Place”. It had been empty since before I was born. When my friends and I were younger we would creep up on the porch and look in the windows or try the doors and spook ourselves thinking we heard footsteps coming down the stairs.
The truth was the house was a big white house with peeling paint an overgrown yard, and a sad drooping porch, now that we were in Junior High my friends and I had given up on ghost hunting inside, and chalked it up to another old house that was too big for modern families.